Disclaimer: I don't own the Naruto characters. They belong to Kishimoto. The song "Monochrome no Kiss" is from SID.

Something about Roses and Love

Kiss of Monochrome

Deai ni iro wa nakute
Monokuru fukinukeru
Itami goto kimi yudanemashou

Today, there would be an audition at model agency Hera to pick a new model for a very well known brand of jeans. Lots of nervous young men were sitting in the corridors of the agency, hoping to be picked. The tension was sharp and no one dared to say something. Some professional models passed by and saw the group. "Remember the day we were so nervous?" one of them said.

"I only remember how rude everyone was to us. Anyway, let's leave them alone." And they moved on.

The door of the office opened and a woman with a clipboard appeared. "Good morning everyone. Just to be quick. We will ask you to take several poses and we'll compare them to a professional model. Any questions?"

Someone raised his hand. He looked like he could start crying any moment. "Who exactly is this model?"

They heard some footsteps and the door was opened widely. "That would be me," a beautiful voice said. The man smirked as he said his name. "Uchiha Itachi."

The way how he looked down at the contestants, sent a quick chill down their spines. They were all truly terrified. "Well then, good luck everyone. We're starting with Aburame Shino." A guy with black sunglasses and a hood stood up. "Please follow us inside, Mr. Aburame." He did and they closed the door.

It took the others several seconds to recover. "What?!" somebody all of a sudden screamed. "Why do we need to compete with Itachi! He's the best there is." The others started to talk as well.

"He's so cool. There's no way anyone here is as good as him."

"Did you see the way he looked at us? He's clearly looking down us! "

"He must think we're stupid or something like that."

"He's right! It was stupid of me to sign up."

"I wanna go home."

In one of the corners a white-haired young man was shaking. He quickly covered his face and hugged his knees. "What's wrong?" the guy next to him asked.

"I don't think I feel so well." He looked up at the man. "To be honest, you don't look so good. If I were you I would go home. I mean you can't stay here if you're gonna throw up on Itachi. Although, that would be really funny," the guy laughed. "So what's your name?"

The white-haired looked down again, but whispered, "Yakushi Kabuto."

"That means you will be one of the last to go! If I were you I would go and ask if you can lay down somewhere and come back when it's your turn."

"I guess I'll do that." Kabuto slowly stood up. "Thank you, mister…"

The other one smiled. "Just call me Deidara, un."

"Okay, thanks Deidara." And Kabuto left the corridor.

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Inside the room, Uchiha Itachi was bored. The idea of competing with rookies had seemed so much fun, but really it was boring. None of them stood a chance. Most of them were or too scared or too confident and others seemed to have come to see Itachi. No fun at all. In the beginning Itachi wanted to play around with those scaredy cats, but he had eventually began to pity them. "I'm afraid Mr. Umino, that that's not what we are looking for. Perhaps more luck next time." Iruka Umino nodded slowly. He clearly was very sad.

"So," Itachi said, "who's next?" An assistant looked at the list and said: "Mr. Yakushi Kabuto. He's the last one."

"Finally," whispered Itachi. The chairman of the jury told Iruka to go and fetch the last candidate.

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Deidara, who after having competed against Itachi and lost to him, had decided to wait outside in the corridor. Why he didn't really remember. Perhaps because he wanted to see Itachi again and tell that stuck up exactly what he thought or perhaps it was because he worried about that Kabuto-guy, who still hadn't returned.

He was interrupted, when the door of the office swung open. Iruka came out and looked around. Then he hesitantly asked for Kabuto. No response came and Iruka turned around, so that he faced the office. He said something, but Deidara couldn't hear what. Then Iruka bowed and left. A couple of minutes later, the jury, the assistant and Itachi came out. They said goodbye to each other.

"What are you doing here, Deidara?"

"Actually, I don't have a clue, but let's say I'm waiting for someone."

Itachi grinned. "Don't tell me it's that set decorator Sasori."

"What's wrong with Sasori, un?" sneered Deidara. "He's twenty, no a hundred times better than you."

"Strange. How come I'm a model then, and he's just a decorator?" The two began to shout. A secretary came to them and told them to calm down. They stopped shouting and wanted to leave. "Oh, that's right," said the girl, "What should I do with that boy who's sleeping in the infirmary?"

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Kabuto slowly awoke. He looked around a couple of times and decided that he was in an infirmary. He didn't really remember what had happened, nor really what he was doing here, but at least he was awake. There was a knock on the door and three people entered. "Oh, you're awake, good," the girl said. One of the man eyed him suspiciously. "So this is that Kabuto.," he stated. The other guy came closer and asked if Kabuto felt better. A nod followed and he asked where he was.

"You're in the model agency. You were here for an audition, remember?" It took several seconds before Kabuto responded. "Oh no, I'm too late, aren't I?" he said and started to panic.

Deidara looked at Itachi and the girl hoping that they would help him. But the girl did nothing and just stared.

"Well then, let's do the audition here," Itachi mused. Kabuto looked at him and then he stared at the ground. "I don't feel so well," he moaned.

Deidara stared at Itachi and said: "This is all your fault."

Such a shame Itachi couldn't tease Kabuto during the audition. That was the original plan, but they often fail when I write them.

Thanks to my reviewer Sitzeben!